Ancestral beasts.
The snow bear (headless) collapsed to the ground as his blood splashed while painting the snow like a masterpiece designed by a talented artist.
Apart from the sounds of the air, no sound resounded in the environment.
"Satisfied?" After ten seconds, Alvine stared at Linn and asked dryly.
"...Hmm, I saw. It is because of these immortal soldiers that you probably inherited our former leader who makes you so sure of yourself. But if I can advise you, you must not rely only on someone else's powers. In short, I must admit that you exceeded my expectations. Let's see how many emperor beasts you will manage with these immortal soldiers." She advised a little Alvine before snapping her fingers to activate dozens of deep blue gates.
At the same time, Alvine frowned when he noticed a snow bear coming out in each of the fifteen portals.